Wood River times. [volume] (Hailey, Idaho) 1882-1915, 1887-08-11
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ouo 8nAtO0s u1oEnuk IN uAOSumm0r TWO
ladies were sitting in rustic lounging chairs
upon the wide veranda Of the Hsmlock inn.
The younger, . fair maid with dark blue
eyes and . wealth Of golden hair, gaxed
dreamily out upon the charming views
little Lake amid the pinsclad Adirondack
hills. calm and still In glare Of August sun
shine.
The older lady held an opsn Newspaper in
her hand, and had just read In 1t this notice,
mystical 70 the uninitiatsd:
CoMHr THEATRE Call, SHAsox leos7
The ladies and gentlemen Of the company will
assemble In the green room. Monday, Aug %, at
10 q. m, Tor first rehearsal Season opens Sept &
Nh. GEo.aE GAAaoK, Manager
She realized sadly that The time had come
when they must bid farewell to this quaint
mountain village and go back to tho toll and
striving Of the city. After the bli8ful dali
lance Of holiday it il not pleasant to think
OF returning to the burden and worry Of COM
monplaos labor. But this was but q passing
regret; there was more serious cause for dis
Quistude at this sudden summons.
"Mother," suddenly said the girl. II win tell
Arthur today the true story Of my life
have done wrong in not telling him long
ago."
Her 4 theirs face Frightened. ut will be
hest TO do So" she replied. II am confident
that IL will make no difference in his feeling
toward you, while should some accident dis
close that you are 'on the stage the discov-
cry that you have deceived him may make a
serious breach between you"
"Then, dear, will tell him all as soon as
he comes. I expect him to call every mo-
ment"
"lndeed you cannot defer it any longer"
rejoined her mother; "you are called for re-
hearsal on the Both, only a week ahead"
AT this instant a CHEEKY voice exclaimed,
"Good morning. ladies!" and Arthur Marvin
stepped upon the balcony. The blush that
cnme into the young girls cheeks told clearly
that the Rev. Arthur Marvin was the "he"
OF the preceding conversation.
He had come to Hemlockville two years
before in all endeavor to repair by a long
rest the ravages close and assiduous applica-
ton to luis studies bad wrought in his consti-
tuition. Being successful in his quest for
health, and finding. too, that the word he
taught fell upon willing ears, he had perma-
nently settled in the village as rector Of the
Episcopalan church.
Until the advent Of this fair maid into his
life he had been indifferent to city and
country bellies alike, but from the moment he
first beheld her he felt that here was woman
he could love.
Throughout the happy months Of her va
cation, as they drove along the shady roads.
rowed over the lake or strolled on the pictur-
esque paths that bordered it. they told again
the old, old story that is forever new-the
romance Of the liking Of young hearts.
Mrs. Vaughan was the widow Of an actor.
and Penelope, her daughter. was an actress at
the Comet theatre, "ths home Of burlesuue.n
where she was known as Miss Ada Adair.
None of the boarders in the Hsmlock inn
were aware OF this, nor did Arthur know IL.
As We have seen, Penelope had determined to
tell him at the first opportunity.
Arthur had only time to say few words
about the concert that was to take place that
evening, and then he was obliged to leave
them. Penelope was forced to await another
occasion to disclose her secret
The guests OF the Hemlock inn had hired
the village hall for that night, and announced
"rrand vocal and instrumental concert" for
the benefit Of Mr.. Marvins church. Penelope
who never sang in the hotel parlors as the
other ladies did, had surprised the managers
by Offering to sing solo.
When her turn came to appear before the
crowded audience she walked quietly out
upon the small stage and sang the soulful
words OF London Bridge" She felt in
strange accord with its weird refrain.
Storm and sunshine peace and strife, 4
Over the bridge they 60;
Floating on in the tide of life, 4
Whittier no man shall know.
Who will miss them there tomorrow?
- Waits, that drift to the shade or sum-
Gone away with their songs and sorrow;
Only the river still flows on.
Hurry along, sorrow and song,
All Is vanity meath the sun aE
Velvet and rags, so the world ways, y
Until the river no more shall run.
Her song aroused the audience to the high.
est pitch OF enthusiasm; they were enrap-
tured by the charm and passion in her rich,
full voice. A storm Of applause burst forth
when she had finished, and only after treble
repetition did her auditors reluctantly allow
her to leave the stage.
A young man who had only arrived at the
Hemlock inn that evening resolved not to sit
through the rest Of the entertainment
''Ill pass the time better walking about
thought he. Queer 60, to find Ada Adaii
here singing under strange namel"
So musng, be Lit cigar outside tho hall
and set forth upon ramble through the vii
lage.
This soon grew tiresome. He yawned and
stood Tor moment undecided whether to 60
on or not. A sign opposite attracted his at
tention, "The Adirondack Eagle" He crossed
the road and looked through the window.
The interior was lit up and some one was Wis.
ible writing at a desk
~ wonder what keeps my colleague of the
pom up o. nights" thought the young stranger,
Ms he entered the Office and walked leisurely
up to its occupant
"How are your said he. ~ am Win Dover,
Of The New York Arbiter. Thought I'd cali
to see how your noble bird is fourishing."
The person writing was a sandy haired,
freckled faced country boy. He looked upon
Dover's arrival rs providential.
"Tm burned glad to see you'll" said he,
heartily. @Pm Bill Jones, an I'm left here T.
get out the paper all alone. The editor il
down with the rheumatics and tho comp has
started of on tramp. The page is short
bout three sticks. Say, mister, viii you
write something to put in therei I've bin
tryin' for three hours an can't, but, Dgosh,
kin set it up!"
Dover consented so pleasantly that the ink
stained face Of his petitioner beamed with
smiles. He quickly wrote report of the
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